Sky Harbor Aegis | 28 August 2020

[Chirakis 1]

= /\ = Aegis Mission Brief 8/28/20 = /\ =
= /\ = 17 June 2388 - Stardate 2388.169 = /\ =

TBS is 5 hours - the time is 1800 hours (6:00 pm) Aegis Local.
Strange plants have appeared on station.
Diverse types of the same plant are growing in different areas.
When found, personnel are beaming them into space.
Science is investigating two variants and watching for others.
An unidentified stranger brought the plants aboard.
Now the Medical Complex is filled with icky sickie Pakleds.
They... are... not... smart.
 
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
Chirakis: =/\=BEGIN SIM=/\=
 
CdrBrown: ::grabs his coffee from the replicator and walks back to the TAC console::
Chirakis: ::in her office, going through information regarding the Pakleds:::
Jylliene: ::off duty for the evening, heading toward medical::
Scott Coleridge: ::with the engineering team on Deck 98, sweating profusely in the environmental biohazard suits because 5 hours of work still hasn't cleared the environment subsystems hub of this plant infestation::
mimipavilion: ::finishing up with some paperwork in medical::
Chirakis: :::subspace message to Rendezvous October and Adm Solokov:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Though the crisis with the Pakleds, plants...anything that begins with "P" continues, Nijil feels a calling stronger than any of them: dinner ::
Annisha: :: Playing on her PADD ::
Jylliene: ::enters medical::
CdrBrown: ::taps his console a couple of times, bringing the short range display up::
Sierra Robinson: :: on deck 98 assisting with the uncomfortable work of cleaning up the plants ::
Amanda Davis PhD: ::sticky, sweaty, needing another suit, but she did have dinner::::
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Helping cleanup operations on the commerce level ::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled> :: in his store ::
Chirakis: :::steps out of the office:::
Jylliene: ::glances around::
Scott Coleridge: ::Sierra:: Well here's one piece of good news. ::gestures at his tricorder:: I've confirmed that no spores were distributed through the ventilation hub here.
mimipavilion: ::hears the doors open and goes to the doors of her office::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::in her quarters curled up on the couch reading some reports on variable plant genetics:::
Dacia Sandero: ::relaxing in her quarters, still wearing a breather mask to block the smells permeating through the station::
CdrBrown: ::watches the shimmer of another plant being beamed into the vastness of space:: there goes another one
mimipavilion: ::sees Jylliene:: hi Jyl
Jylliene: Doctor Pavilion?
Tarisa: ::In her office, reading.::
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Robinson+ Korjata here. I have not forgotten Prani's invitation to dinner. As you can imagine, things have come up.
Jylliene: ::grins:: Ah, there you are.
Sierra Robinson: Okay Commander....well ...then the ones that zinged me must have come from somewhere else.
Alexis McFarland: ::was also given a mask from some random medical person, relaxes in her room after having dinner with her family::
mimipavilion: What can I do for you?
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Nijil too had a padd in hand, but he was playing no game ::
Jylliene: It's long past time I checked in with you, but we've had crisis after crisis...
Chirakis: Commander Brown, take over Tactical and be my second... :::deep inhale::: In case something happens.
CdrBrown: ::nods:: yes ma'am.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Hums as she chimes on Alexis' door.::
mimipavilion: I know.
Jylliene: I probably need whatever would be a standard prenatal exam.
Sierra Robinson: :: hears the chief tone in through her suit :: + Korjata + I understand sir...I am up to my..ankles in Pakled plants on Deck 98 at the moment.
Alexis McFarland: ::goes to the door and opens it:: Hello.
CdrBrown: ::punches his codes in and assumes the Tactical console::
Scott Coleridge: Oh, the *scent* of the plants is definitely proliferating through the ventilation systems. But I was very concerned that this hub would let them spread spores throughout the station. If that had happened... ::shrugs:: might as well move to a new station.
mimipavilion: ::nods:: let's get you checked out.
Annisha: :: Leaning against the wall outside her quarters, mask over her nose and mouth ::
Jylliene: ::nod::
Alexis McFarland: Hey Miana. What's up? ::steps aside to let her in::
Tarisa: Miana> Hi! ::Big smile as her tail swishes.::
Amanda Davis PhD: :::clean uniform, suits up to delve into Pakled city:::
CdrBrown: ::hears "in case something happens":: are you expecting company, Captain?
Jylliene: ((Take me down to the Pakled city where the folks aren't bright and the scents aren't pretty...Take...me...home..))
Sierra Robinson: Yes Commander... we dodged a bullet. I wonder if they are just selecting planting locations based on available resources we provide...
Chirakis: :::steps closer to Brown, almost whispering::: Commander... be vigilant. That is all that I will say.
Tarisa: Miana> I finished dinner a while ago, so I came to see what you were doing.
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Robinson+ Alright. I am watching the cleanup from all angles.
CdrBrown: ::nods in agreement:: aye
mimipavilion: ::starts scanning Jylliene::
Alexis McFarland: Ah, I just finished my dinner too. It's a lot better with these masks on. I was just relaxing in my room.
Chirakis: ...and if it is company, let it be someone with Romulan ale.
Annisha: :: Gets up from the wall and starts walking towards the Alexis place ::
Sierra Robinson: + Korjata + Understood...
Scott Coleridge: That's a good question. But for now we need to focus on getting rid of the plants. How much longer do you think it will take to clear this area?
CdrBrown: ::throws the long range sensor display up::
Tarisa: Miana> Oh. Wanna do something for a while?
CdrBrown: Or some good bloodwine.
Alexis McFarland: Sure! What did you have in mind?
Jylliene: ::is scanned::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sees where Jy likely is, having heard her mention it somewhere...sometime. Time was a luxury his body had not adjusted to just yet. ::
Tarisa: Miana> ::Shrugs with a smile.::
Sierra Robinson: :: lifts a plant and sets it in the pile to be beamed out :: Like weeding a garden.....:: rests for a second ::
Chirakis: Hm.... I prefer ale. Thank you anyway.
Alexis McFarland: Hmm, we can head to the park, or play holo-games in my room.
CdrBrown: ::smirks: Roger on that. ::taps his console::
Annisha: :: Arrives, hits the chimes: Beep beep boop boop ::
Amanda Davis PhD: :::steps in to assist the very ill Pakleds::::
Sierra Robinson: :: stomps around in hazmat suit :: And beaming the weeds out in clumps....
Tarisa: Miana> I am fine with both.
mimipavilion: ::finishes the scan:: Well it seems that you and baby are doing well.
Alexis McFarland: ::Opens the door again:: Hey Annisha. We were just beside what to do, park or holo-games in my room?
Jylliene: Good to hear.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sees the environmental systems are still stressed ::
Jylliene: Anything specific I should be watching out for in carrying out my duties?
Annisha: :: frowns :: Well, I heard from a reliable source the park is closed.
Tarisa: Miana> Aw
Annisha: They are checking for those stinky plants.
Sierra Robinson: :: Taps her combadge :: + TR 3 + Another batch to beam out...energize at will....
Alexis McFarland: Ahh... I see. That sucks.
mimipavilion: As far as I can tell, just the stress. I hope the plants aren't making it too difficult for you.
Scott Coleridge: ::scanning a nearby bulkhead:: The plants have also compromised structural integrity. Nothing serious, but we'll need to replace several of these bulkheads once this crisis is over.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Cayne's nose bothered him still, the scent lingering in all corners of the commerce level ::
Annisha: Na, au don't see. Au smell.
Annisha: :: laughs ::
Alexis McFarland: Hehehe.
Amanda Davis PhD: +Mimi+ ::in her suit in the secluded area::: We have lost one.
Sierra Robinson: :: watches the plants dematerialize in front of her :: Bye bye... :: walks over to Commander Coleridge :The damn things are rooting in the bulkheads. Oh....frak..that is not good.: 
CdrBrown: ::sips his coffee and continues his routine scans of the surrounding area::
Alexis McFarland: We can play holo-games in my room then.
mimipavilion: +Amanda+ Understood.
Annisha: Is it Holo-ween yet?
Amanda Davis PhD: +mimi+ We need a secure body bag.
Alexis McFarland: Still a couple of months away...
Sierra Robinson: Where the hell did these Pakleds find these things.....:: thinks out loud ::
Jylliene: Not too difficult yet. But I've been keeping my distance.
Scott Coleridge: Mmhmm. And they produce a compound that weakens the duranium alloy.
Jylliene: I should let you get back to your duties. When should I check in next?
Scott Coleridge: I wonder...
mimipavilion: +Amanda+ I'll get you asap. I'm with a patient at the moment
Amanda Davis PhD: +mimi+ Thank you.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Hears a voice, familiar :: Hello?
mimipavilion: ::Jylliene:: One month from now. This will be a monthly thing until it gets closer.
Sierra Robinson: Sir...have we communicated to Starfleet yet about this finding? This stuff gets growing in a freighter somewhere, a disaster will occur.
Annisha: There are only several thousand games
Jylliene: Very well.
Alexis McFarland: Yeah, and I feel like I played them all a dozen times already ::giggle, setting up her holo-projector thing::
Jylliene: I'll see you in a month.
Scott Coleridge: ::Sierra:: Starfleet is aware of the situation, and so far we haven't heard of these plants appearing anywhere else. Small blessings.
Chirakis: ::begins her usual pace, waiting for a reply from Admiral Solokov:::
Jylliene: Well, officially, anyhow.
Sierra Robinson: :: clomps around in the uncomfortable hot...hazmat suit to another area to scan ::
Jylliene: ::grins::
Nijil tr'Korjata: /// Nijil... ///
Jylliene: Good luck,
mimipavilion: ::nods:: See ya in a month.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Who's there? :: Goes around a corner ::
Jylliene: ::stands, heads out of medical::
mimipavilion: ::goes and gets specialized body bag and beams it into the quarantine area::
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jylliene+ Dinner? Or is there no safe place?
Tarisa: Miana> ::Sits as Alexis sets up.::
Sierra Robinson: Okay... maybe they were shipped over in seed form . Which might make them harder to track...
Alexis McFarland: ::plays a go-kart racing game with her friends::
Jylliene: + Nijil + If there is any place not as affected by the current situation.
CdrBrown: ::looks up at the main viewer just as a plant floats in front of the camera, filling the screen::
Jylliene: ::heading otherwise toward the quarters::
Scott Coleridge: ::Sierra: Believe me, the cargo inspection department will be receiving a very stern refresher course on bio-contaminants after this is over.
Chirakis: :::as she passes by Brown::: (w) USS Iowa and Task Force Bravo are en route to take over Task Force Charlie.
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ The Nei'rrh.. :: laughs ::
Sierra Robinson: Someone might take up growing it for the Narcotic usage Science suggested...as well. I:: responds to Commander Coleridge :: Cannot fault them really for something out of left field..but now we know about it...so no excuse.
Jylliene: +Nijil+ Not such a bad idea.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Playing, but she keeps going the wrong way.::
CdrBrown: ::taps on his console:: (w) understood.
Annisha: :: Looks over the catalog of games ::
mimipavilion: ::goes and updates Jyllienes file::
Alexis McFarland: ::doing ok, but gets hit by a shell:: Ahh.
Sierra Robinson: :: waves her tricorder around :: I think we may have it cleaned out.... Unless my Tricorder is gummed up.
Amanda Davis PhD: :::takes samples of the Pakled body before zipping up the body bag and securing the external container:::
Tae'Lynn Dran: ::makes a few notes to check on next shift::
Scott Coleridge: I have located an ancient presentation software in the database called "PowerPoint." According to anthropologists, it was regularly used to make people uncomfortable in presentations. It has a technology called a "star wipe," which I assume entails constructing a microfusion reactor, so it will take me some time to prepare the presentation for the inspection people.
Scott Coleridge: Oh good. We can finally get out of these suits and take a break.
Sierra Robinson: Powerpoint? Hmm sounds like a weapon. And I need a beer.
Tarisa: Miana> :;Drops a banana peel, but then falls off the track.::
Sierra Robinson: :: follows Commander Coleridge ::
Alexis McFarland: Hmmm.. See anything else you like Annisha? ::finishes 8th::
Scott Coleridge: ::enters the TL:: You've earned it. But I need a shower first. ::TL:: Crew quarters.
Nijil tr'Korjata: +Jy+ Meet you on the flight deck...
Scott Coleridge: +Ops+ Coleridge to CnC.
Jylliene: +Nijil+ I'll be there shortly.
CdrBrown: ::just musing out loud:: I'm not sure beaming these things to float in space is the best idea.... +Coleridge+ Go Ahead.
Alexis McFarland: ::Looking through the list of games for something they all might like and be better at::
Scott Coleridge: +Chirakis+ Captain, we've finally finished clearing the environmental subsystem hub on Deck 98. No serious damage to report.
Chirakis: ::nods to Brown::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Goes to the flight deck... ::
Chirakis: +Scott+ Excellent, Commander.
Sierra Robinson: :: in her suit still :: I have to take extra precautions until this plant crisis is over.....I am vulnerable to something it produces.. I have to wear a mask at all times now.
Tarisa: Miana> ::Doesn't finish. She just logs out.::
Tarisa: Miana> ::Watches them pick games.::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Arrives on the flight deck, looking for his...err, the station's Rihan shuttle ::
Sierra Robinson: I got to head to engineering and swap out... Then off to liquids for a cold one.
Alexis McFarland: ::leans closer to Miana::
CdrBrown: ::smiles at Scott's report::
Amanda Davis PhD: ::sighs in sadness, then continues working with the others:::
Scott Coleridge: ::reroutes TL to hit engineering first, since that's closer::
Sierra Robinson: Thanks....
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Sees the ship ::
mimipavilion: +Amanda+ When you finish rounds. Go off duty and get some rest.
Jylliene: ::reaches the flight deck as well, and sees Nijil::
Scott Coleridge: ::Sierra:: Have a good time. I'm afraid I'll be knee-deep in plant-related issues for several more hours.
Cdr Wyatt Cayne: :: Grabs a coffee from a local shop, sniffs it for smell ::
Sierra Robinson: Aye sir....:: lift opens at Engineering and she stomps out in her suit :: Good day..
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Waves her to the shuttle ::
Chirakis: :::slow pace toward the commerce level overlook, checking on her operatives:::
Sierra Robinson: Peter Pakled > :: looks out from his storefront at the rather empty commerce deck ::
Alexis McFarland: This one's not bad.. ::chooses some co-op game where they have to save a princess::
Scott Coleridge: ::slumps against the TL bulkhead as it continues its journey towards quarters::
CdrBrown: ::runs the evening's cargo ship traffic report and plots reported positions on the chart::
Jylliene: ::boards the shuttle::
Sierra Robinson: :: arrives in Engineering bypassing the greetings and goes to a service room to change..::
Alexis McFarland: It's too bad all the places are closed. It'd be fun to continue our quest in the holo-suite.
Alexis McFarland: Wait.. are the holosuites closed?
Chirakis: ::::a slight ping sounds at her side and she takes the tablet that is attached to her uniform:::
Jylliene: ::has a seat on board:: Much better. ::grins at Nijil::
mimipavilion: +Amanda+ Amanda did you hear me?
Amanda Davis PhD: ::blinkblink::: +Mimi+ Apparently not. Go ahead.
Alexis McFarland: ::starts playing the first level::
Annisha: :: Watches her two friends ::
Amanda Davis PhD: :::sorrow at the death of the Pakled::::
Sierra Robinson: :: takes a seat and removes her gear ... having to sit down to rest a while ::
mimipavilion: +Amanda+ When you finish rounds. Take off and get some rest.
Tarisa: Miana> ::shrugs:: I am not sure.
CdrBrown: ::stretches his back and cracks his neck::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: goes to the table in the back of the craft :: We can sit at the table.
Jylliene: ::nods::
Jylliene: ::moves to the table:: Should have assumed. Did you ask Annisha to join us?
Amanda Davis PhD: +Mimi+ I’m in the Pakled secure area. They’re very ill. Should I leave anyway?
Scott Coleridge: ::enters his quarters:: Computer, play something by Shouar.
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Gets two drinks from the replicator :: So, everything alright? It feels like a long time since we spoke. (still has not shed his Yithian accent )
Alexis McFarland: ::smiles:: Probably is, everything else seems to be.
Chirakis: :::taps away a reply to Admiral Solokov::
Scott Coleridge: ::heads immediately for the sonic shower::
Nijil tr'Korjata: What shall we have?
Sierra Robinson: :: slowly gets up and puts her suit into a decontamination slot ::
Chirakis: ::turns to Brown::: USS Iowa will appear within the hour. Their code is... :::taps::
CdrBrown: ::turns back to Chirakis:: Understood, I'll keep an eye out for them. transport only or do you want to grant docking?
Chirakis: Captain Kelley or Commander Reyes will inform you.  Grant what they request.  If there is a question, forward it to me.
mimipavilion: +Amanda+ Delta shift will tend to them.
Jylliene: Not sure. Some kind of braised meat, perhaps? What do we have programmed in here?
Annisha: Have au guys eaten?
Sierra Robinson: :: places her facemask on and exits the safe room, upon checking in with the duty officer she retires to her quarters to clean up ::
Jylliene: And did you say if you had asked Annisha to come, or is she going to be with her friends?
Alexis McFarland: ::smiles as some snacks and drinks are brought in:: Yeah, I had dinner about an hour ago.
Nijil tr'Korjata: It has a standard Starfleet database. :: thinks :: Last she told me she was heading to Alexis' place.
Amanda Davis PhD: +mimi+ Very well.
Tarisa: Miana> ::nods.:: Me too.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Or she faked her biosignature and is off the station.
Alexis McFarland: And now we have snacks.
Jylliene: ::nods::
Alexis McFarland: ::eats a piece of cheese::
Amanda Davis PhD: :::hoses off and sheds her gear:::
Jylliene: Okay. Braised meat, then. Your choice of vegetables.
Nijil tr'Korjata: Ah, I found something... :: programs the replication, and soon after the sound of the materialization results in a dinner for two ::
Scott Coleridge: ::steps out of the sonic shower feeling much better::
mimipavilion: ::wraps things up and heads up to the CnC for a bit::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Brings two places to the table. Nijil struggles with them as the replicator made the plates very warm :: Ow ow ow...ow
mimipavilion: ::arrives on the CnC::
CdrBrown: ::looks over at the TL doors opening:: Doctor Pavillion, good evening.
Amanda Davis PhD: :::showers, throws her clothes into the recycle bin, and slips into a new suit:::
mimipavilion: Hello Commander Brown
Nijil tr'Korjata: I'm glad you did not want fish. I had so much of that when I was with Muuhi. The Yith really like fish.
Chirakis: :::turns to see Mimi:::
Annisha: Well, perhaps I can get a meaty tasting food bar.
mimipavilion: ::walks over to Chirakis::
Alexis McFarland: ooh, food bar. ::takes a chip and eats it::
Chirakis: ::nod:: Doctor. What can I do for you?
Sierra Robinson: :: decides to treat herself after that hard work, noting that she could well be doing the same thing again tomorrow. She puts on some casual attire and heads for the Commerce level with her mask on ::
Scott Coleridge: ::dresses in a fresh uniform and has a quick bite to eat::
mimipavilion: I'm afraid one of the Pakleds has passed away.
Chirakis: :::slow nod::: Thank you, Doctor. I assume that the body has been properly prepared?
mimipavilion: ::nods:: Yes ma'am
Jylliene: Wasn't in the mood for it this evening.
Chirakis: Thank you, Doctor.
Nijil tr'Korjata: We should go to the beach soon if we get time off.
Sierra Robinson: :: walks the relatively empty commerce deck, which still has a slight touch of that....odor ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: starts to eat ::
CdrBrown: ::eyes on the screen, but can feel the somber tone in the room::
mimipavilion: ::nods taking a step back:: Take it has been a somewhat eventful day.
Chirakis: Definitely.
mimipavilion: Understandable.
Scott Coleridge: Computer, stop playback. ::puts his dishes back in the replicator:: All right, Scott. Back to work.
Chirakis: I believe that the same is true for all in Medical.
mimipavilion: Agreed.
Amanda Davis PhD: :::wants to go to her office, but is unable to concentrate so she will leave it until tomorrow:::
Sierra Robinson: :: arrives at Liquids for that beer noting the establishment is....basically empty, she takes a seat at the the bar looking at the sleepy bartender and places her order ::
Sierra Robinson: Bartender> No customers with this stench aside from fleet. Please fix this.
Amanda Davis PhD: :::signs out and exits Medical to go to her quarters:::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Eats in relative silence... which is very refreshing ::
Sierra Robinson: I just spend most of my day removing the stuff....that was causing this....Another day awaits tomorrow. :: gets her cold light beer ::
mimipavilion: If you'll excuse me, I'm going to go to my quarters and get some rest.
Jylliene: ::enjoys the peace as well::
Chirakis: You are excused. :::somber:::
Sierra Robinson: Bartender> This would not have happened if THEY had not arrived. :: points to a Pakled meandering the commerce deck ::
CdrBrown: ::checks the sensors again:: Long and short range sensors all clear, minus our yard clippings.
mimipavilion: ::nods and leaves CnC, ordering the tl to her deck::
Sierra Robinson: :: sips her beer and just listens to the rant ::
Nijil tr'Korjata: :: Hears that voice again, but says nothing ::
Chirakis: Excellent, Commander.
Amanda Davis PhD: ::slumps into her bed, hoping she will be able to sleep:::
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: =/\==/\=PAUSE SIM=/\==/\=
Chirakis: Thank you
Chirakis: Very well done. Somber, difficult, and several other thoughts.
 
Chirakis: TBS will be 0800 the next day.
Chirakis: Commander Coleridge, anything for the crew?
Scott Coleridge: Nope
Chirakis: Questions or comments from the crew?
CdrBrown: !
Chirakis: Commander
CdrBrown: September 16th marks my 20th Anniversary since joining Aegis. It’s come a long way, had its ups and downs. I am glad to see the game going strong, the storyline getting better and better each week. Thank you all for continuing the fine tradition
Sierra Robinson: 20 years wow!
Chirakis: We are very glad to have you back. And yes, it's been 20 years for Aegis. I believe that this is the beginning of the 26th season.
Chirakis: Anyone else?
Chirakis: Very well..
Chirakis: Crew dismissed. Be well. Be Safe. Don’t forget your towel.